Page 17 of Bound by Destiny
Jacks’ boot steps come behind me. “Deke did this for you. Kicked us all out, said he needed to do somethin’ nice for his sister.”
Tears well in my eyes. My brother. The one who shut me out for years, but only because he was trying to protect me and the other Ravage MC kids. The one who fought underground because he was so damn angry at everyone and everything. It was the only way for him to get some kind of control.
My brother, who’s only been back in town for a short time, wants to do things for me.
“Hey. No tears,” Jacks says, coming around and swiping one with the pad of his thumb. If I weren’t so hung up on what my brother did for me, I could’ve seen and felt something in that moment.
“I just can’t believe he did all of this. It’s too much.”
“Nothing is ever too much for you, Emery. You deserve the fuckin’ world.” He steps to the side, and I have to swipe my eyes. The things he says sends my heart racing. “Go check out the rest of your house.”
Nodding, I make my way down the hallway. Four doors greet me. One is a hall closet. One is a beautiful bathroom with a huge tub and gray tiles.
The next is the bedroom. The crown molding extends in here with wide bay windows that look over the pond. The same gray carpet is in here as well.
I can envision where my bed and dresser can go. It’s so damn perfect. The closet is just big enough that it’s not over exaggerated.
“You like it?” Jacks asks from behind me as I spin around.
“It’s perfect. I love it.”
His smile is blinding. “One more room, go check it out.” He steps back, and I enter the last room.
A desk sits underneath a window and instantly I cry, sobbing racking tears that there is no way in hell I could hold back if I wanted to. The desk is my ma’s. My grandmother had this in her home for as long as I can remember. It’s the one I used to sit at and play cashier and secretary. It’s where I used to line my dolls up on the floor and be their teacher and would grade their papers at that desk.
It’s the shape of a bean with a white marble top and dark wood that matches the rest of the house.
“This is the most unbelievable gift because I have so many memories of this desk. I used to joke with Ma and tell her that I wanted this desk in her will. It of course, was a joke because I never want to see her gone—yet she took me seriously and I… just don’t know what to say.”
“Thank you will suffice.”
I whip around and run into my grandmother’s arms, inhaling her perfume. It’s her signature, but I have no idea what it is. It’s just her.
“Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. It’s the best gift ever.”
She squeezes me hard. “I expect you to study well there.”
“I will.”
“Is this a damn party?” I fly out of Ma’s arms and into my brother’s. He catches me without falter.
“Thank you.”
“Anything for you, Emery. Anything.” He kisses the top of my head. “Now, come tell me where you want this shit.”
“Wait, you have my stuff?”
“Yep. Had the prospects pack it up while we were ridin’.”
My face pales then I burst out laughing. “They didn’t happen to find the black drawstring bag in my closet, did they.”
“I don’t want to know,” Deke says, not missing a beat. “If they lose it, it’s all the better.”
I quirk my brow. “You’d rather go around kickin’ guys asses, like Jacks here.”
Deke studies between the two of us. “No, I don’t want to know.”
He shakes his head and leaves the room. I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy in my life. Today is a really awesome day.
